I examine my situation with the goal of escaping from under her in mind, but the more i look the more i hope she is a heavy sleeper, because she is straddling me and lying on my chest. Her arms aren't wrapped around my torso so i think if i can lift her left leg i can slide out from under her.

"Please don't wake up."

i whisper more to myself than anyone. I try to push her leg back into a straight position and she doesn't resist but she groans a little. Okay. progress. I think from here if i lift her ever so gently...and slide off the couch. FREEDOM. Forget the fact that i fell on the floor in the process. She is still tranquil and resting.

I slip off to the kitchen and check the fridge to see what i have. Oddly enough, exactly everything i need for fettuccine alfredo. Vegetarian and wholesome. I have no idea how i am going to adjust to her diet, but she is worth it. I break a big pot of water and start it boiling while i dim all the lights in the house aside from the kitchen light so i don't fall and die while cooking. While the water is heating for the pasta, i start mixing the butter and cream, as soon as that is done i turn off the stove but leave it there to keep warm.

The water is boiling now so i put the pasta in and go and light candles all over the house. I wish i had my old cd player and my mood music mix track. The pasta should be done now so i go and check. It is perfect.

. I drain it and mix it with the alfredo sauce and this looks like the best fettuccine alfredo i have made in a while. Or maybe im just hungry. In any case, i am pretty sure i have panicked footsteps in the living room, so i cut off all the appliances and get out the plates and forks for the pasta and set the bar for us. I light two candles on the bar and turn dim the lights.

"Perfect. Now i know she probably thinks i have disappeared forever so i think i will go find her and bring her in here before she breaks down the door anyway searching for me." i head into the living room in time to see her looking around with a look in her eyes that terror wasn't quite enough to describe. Sorrow, terror, fear, abandonment. She was starting to sob, but she was okay again the moment i spoke up.

"Monika, im not gooooooo" i got cut short by another tackle from monika. This time there was no soft couch behind me, but i can't blame her this time. She did think i had disappeared from right under her to never be seen again.

She was giving me a kiss. It was very forceful. It hurt for a minute before i started kissing her back. I felt her tears on my face and i knew my suspicions were confirmed. She calmed down after a few minutes.

"I thought you were gone. Why would you sneak away like that?" she sounded betrayed.

"I woke up and saw it was dark out. So i made dinner to surprise you when you woke up." it was then that she looked around and realized the candles and the fact that the house was dimly lit. I don't know hot the idea of me being gone had overshadowed the entire environment she found herself in so severely, but i could say it must mean that my presence means a lot more to her than where she is.

Now, blinking the last of the tears from her eyes, she asks like it means the world to her,

"you made me a romantic dinner?" i smile and nod to her. She looks around at the atmosphere and says,

"you did this all for me?" and she smiles and lets a few joyful tears flow as she gazes at me with those green eyes. She then gets up and lets me up.

"Let's do get something to eat, monika." we head into the kitchen and she sits down at the bar and i sit down on the other side, so i can watch her.I found a wine cellar downstairs. Weird stuff to find in a house only occupied by one high school student, but im okay with it. I spoon some pasta onto her plate and pour her a glass of blackberry wine i found in the cellar.

I know it isn't a great pairing, but i think it's something she will like anyway. I haven't ever met anyone who didn't like blackberry wine. She gave it a weird look and said,

"i'm a minor. I shouldn't have that." i looked over at her and laughed.

"We are in a graphic novel monika. I don't think anyone is going to stop us from having some innocent fun." she smiles and blushes, then says,

"to our love then, ryals" she has a sip and seems to enjoy it. I have some and it really is good. Better than i expected, even.

"As much as i love to sit here and gaze at you in candle light, we better eat." she nodded vigorously and said,

"good, since you entered the game, i have been having to eat. I am having trouble adjusting to eating out of necessity." she takes a bite out of the fettucini alfredo and says,

"oh my god, that is soooooo goood. The other thing about having to eat now, i don't know why, but food tastes so much better now. It kind of reminds me of the concept of a blind man seeing for the first time."

I smile at that idea and it sounds nice. It also sounds like i have to make sure i don't make anything bad, because it will be the first bad meal she has ever had. She is honestly a little ravenous. I don't mind. I think it's cute. At least she is enjoying the food.

"Is it still hot? I was concerned that after our moment in the living room it might be cold." she shakes her head.

"It's fantastic. I can't believe you remembered that i'm a vegetarian. I fall more in love with you every time you think of something like that." i loved the idea of monika already, but now i am getting to fall in love with monika, herself. I feel so lucky. That is why i can't let her watch her world destroy itself again. I am here to save her and everything she loves. After a while of me watching her she finishes her dinner.

I look to see how much is left in the pot and i think that looks like just enough for us to take lunch to school tomorrow, so i pack up our lunches for tomorrow and monika washes the dishes. I finished packing lunch before she finished dishes, so i walked up behind her and wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek.

"I am gonna stand right here until those dishes are done and then we get to blow out the candles and i guess ill take the couch and you can have my bed." she finished dishes and drained the sink, then turned around in my arms and asked me,

"do you think youre getting away without cuddling me tonight?" as she laughed.

"I guess youre scared ill be gone if you let me out of your sight huh?" she nods as she wraps her arms around me tightly and takes a kiss.

"Alright. Lets head up to bed then." we head upstairs and she goes to the master bathroom off of my room.

"Do you shower in the mornings or at night?" i ask and she responds with,

"can't we just shower together?" she says with an adorable pout on her face. I prefer morning showers, but...can i turn that down? What a little flirt.

"Not yet monika, and definitely not tonight. I am tired.

"I understand my love, i am going to take a shower now and then change into my pajamas." i change into my pajamas and crawl into bed. She comes out of the bathroom a little while later and i rolled over to look. She was wearing one of my baggy old white t-shirts and a pair of cute white undies.

She crawled into bed next to me and immediately wrapped her arms and one of her legs around me and put her head against my chest. If the room was a little warmer i might not have been okay with this, but she is warm and soft and too cute to say no too, so i enjoy it.

As i fall asleep,the last thing that i think is that i could get used to this.